The $#!+ Work :)

[kybearfuzz]

As posted by the ever-handsome anziulewicz, here is a brief history of some of my less glamorous work.

Stockboy/Salesperson: My first real job was part-time the summer before my senior year of high school. I worked for the Rose's Department Store chain that was nearly wiped out by Wal-Mart. I started as a lowly stockboy, stocking toilet paper, paper towels, and motor oil regularly and cleaning the bathrooms, including the womens room. The ladies room was the lowest job on the rung, an absolutely filthy job that involved picking up used feminine hygiene products from the floor most evenings. During that year, I eventually moved up to sales floor (electronics) and then counting money in the office. The promotions were nice, not that there was any more money, but there were times I missed the busy work of the stockroom.

Waiter: My freshman job at the Boone Tavern Hotel Dining Room. The hours were not the best, trying to squeeze in three hours here and there when I could around a full class load. While other freshmen were working in the food service cafeteria serving their fellow students, I was serving meals to customers who were paying quite a bit for a good meal. Some times the patrons were easy and some times they were pure hell to wait on. Sore feet were a part of the job. No tips either, the dining room didn't allow it. As a result, I know good service when I get it and I tend to be a better tipper.

The best part of the jobs is that they did make me appreciate going to college.

Comments

[lougarou.livejournal.com]

I agree with you on the Boone Tavern experience. I tend to be a better tipper as well. Having been in their shoes makes a difference. I am glad I landed in Tavern rather than food service though. Cheers to spoon bread and relish trays.

[kybearfuzz.livejournal.com]

Oh I hated having the relish trays, especially the wet relish! Heavy!!!